Re: London Bombing jokes.
My brother lives and works in London and I live in the US. I'm English dontchaknow.
I tried for about an hour before I finally got through to him and he told me he didn't go into town, but that he wouldn't have been that far away from Edgeware Road if he had been. I told him he was a lucky bastard and that he owed me a beer for the phone call. He laughed.
However, since I'm not twelve years old and emotionally retarded, I didn't immediately start wailing and crying and believing my brother was dead when he didn't answer, since the chances were about 33 in 8 million or so that he was one of the unlucky ones.
Stop dribbling over it and go buy yourself some more butter for comfort.
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